One or two, they didn't care, but they didn't expect that in an instant, the more than 40 rich second generations present, none of them, who could participate, basically stood up.

Just when this group of investment directors were shocked by Enron's connections, another voice rang out:

"Well, I'm sorry, I just called my dad too, and Mr. Hema decided to settle in Geeta. ”

Ma Xiaofan raised his mobile phone, and said with a smile: "That, my dad said, Enron is an excellent entrepreneur, with the excellent qualities that a qualified entrepreneur should have, so he supports Enron, well------- by the way, my dad's surname is Ma!"

Investment Directors: ⊙●⊙

Who am I?

Where am I?

Mr. Hippo surnamed Ma? What kind of excitement did the e-commerce guy come to the industry to make a fuss?

Life is already so difficult, a future richest man in Asia is enough, and then a group of rich second generations come,

Well, forget about these rich second generations, Nima, shouldn't the current richest man regard the future richest man as an opponent?

Excellent entrepreneur?

I'm so good, you're a ghost!

On the side, Park Zhiyu was stunned, the main purpose of her visit to China this time was to contact Enron, and then find a way to carry out some cooperation, preferably to contact strong artificial intelligence.

And the second purpose is to get in touch with the richest man Ma, but this contact has just begun, well, it shouldn't have started yet.

She offended An Ran, not to mention, and the other one obviously didn't have to think about it now.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, the more angry I wanted to hit someone, so Park Zhiyu couldn't hold back, and walked in front of Park Zhien and gave two loud slaps.

An Ran looked at the suffering Park Zhien a little speechless, to be honest, this thing is really miserable, he just pretended to be a force, he was drunk, not to mention, and suffered inhuman treatment for a night, and then finally his sister wanted to avenge herself, but -------

Park Ji-eun can also be stunned when he is beaten, he actually wants to ask this sister very much, is she here to avenge him, or is she here to find an opportunity to beat him?

However, he still has a natural fear of this sister in his heart, so even if he is beaten, he must stand up immediately.

After beating Park Zhi-eun, Park Zhiyu, although his hand hurt a little, he felt more comfortable and had an idea.

Only then did he take a deep breath, continued to walk in front of An Ran, and said with a gentle smile: "Mr. An, also, this Mr. Ma, if the two of you have any conditions, you can say it directly, if you can do it, Zhiyu will definitely not refuse, and I can compensate Miss He with 10 million yuan as an apology." ”

Ma Xiaofan shrugged when he heard this, then glanced at An Ran, and motioned for himself to listen to An Ran.

And An Ran thought for a while and said, "Well, I don't embarrass you, since you want to solve it with money, then multiply this amount fivefold,

In the name of He Lulu, donate 50 hope primary schools in Huaxia, remember that it is in the name of He Lulu, and there must be no hint or explicit indication related to your country.

And from now on you and your brother shall not enter the territory of Huaxia!"

"No-------" Park Zhiyu refused without thinking about it.

"Then there's no need to talk about it!" An Ran said calmly.

"No, Mr. An, I can donate 100 million yuan in the name of Miss He to 100 hope primary schools, but I hope that Mr. An will remove the last condition!" Park Zhiyu said immediately.

An Ran glanced at Park Zhiyu lightly, and said expressionlessly: "Asking you to donate in the name of He Lulu This is an apology for your behavior just now, and letting you not enter the territory of Huaxia is that I don't want a person who is hostile to Huaxia to set foot on the land of Huaxia, as for the 100 million ------- you said"

An Ran looked at Ma Xiaofan, pursed his lips and asked, "You say, do I look like a person who is short of money?"

Ma Xiaofan immediately laughed when he heard this: "What about 100 million sent to Huazi, we are people with status, will we take 100 million in our eyes?"

The corners of the rich second generation standing behind An Ran and Ma Xiaofan twitched, and there were several second generations who knew the reason for Ma Xiaofan's enrollment, and they had no face to look at Ma Xiaofan.

We don't pretend to be forced, and we don't know this force.

An Ran gave Ma Xiaofan a thumbs up, which is like the son taught by Teacher Ma.

And Park Zhiyu's little face was flushed-------

Why do you give a reward called Hanako 100 million to try?

I'm angry, but I can't turn my face yet,

Park Zhiyu could only say: "Mr. An, 100 million is already a lot, I think it's -------"

Before she finished speaking, she saw An Ran raise her hand and make a silent gesture, then flipped through her phone, directly opened Alipay, found the love donation option inside, and opened -------

There are a lot of donation projects, but each one is only as small as tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands, and as large as millions.

After thinking about it, he touched Ma Xiaofan and said, "Call your dad and say that I want to donate one billion to his love donation!"

Ma Xiaofan was stunned when he heard this, and then looked at An Ran stupidly, until An Ran kicked him lightly: "What are you doing stupidly, calling!"

Ma Xiaofan: "-------"

You're a real cow!

He admired Enron more and more, not to mention anything else, in terms of his attitude towards money,

Before he met Enron, he never thought that he would one day feel poor.

However, after meeting Enron, he really realized what poverty is, and then entered the Modu International Etiquette School for a little pocket money.

An inexplicable thought arose in his heart: "My dad may be just a poor man in his eyes, well------- at most he is a little tyrant-------

Opening and closing his mouth is a billion units, and his father can only be so willful once in a while.

Otherwise, the more than 200 billion yuan is not enough to squander, isn't it-------

Ma Xiaofan, who felt that he was a poor man, did not speak, but silently took out his mobile phone, and then found Mr. Ma's phone again and called.

As soon as the phone was connected, he said: "Dad, Enron, he wants to donate one billion ------- to you"

There seemed to be some silence on the other side of the phone, and An Ran couldn't help but touch Ma Xiaofan again and said speechlessly: "Who donated to your father, will he speak?"

Ma Xiaofan immediately gave the phone to An Ran, and An Ran took the phone directly without being polite and said: "That's the case, Uncle Ma, I want to donate one billion to the love donation on Alipay, but the operation is too cumbersome, so I want you to help me-------"

The other end of the phone was still silent this time, but he said quickly: "Okay, I'll let you know, by the way, I want to meet with you recently, I don't know if you have time?"

An Ran grinned when he heard this: "Uncle Ma is too polite, I'm your fan, I have time at any time, and I don't manage so many companies like you, I'm actually a salted fish now!"

The other side smiled and said: "I have always felt that our thoughts are very similar, so I have always wanted to meet you, and now it seems that this is the case, I actually want to be a salted fish, but unfortunately Xiaofan's child can't inherit my Huabei-------"

Teacher Ma still uses Huabei?

An Ran blinked his eyes when he heard this, and suddenly asked curiously: "That, Uncle Ma, let me ask you a question, what is your own Huabei now?"